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Thanksgiving Day 8

Today I am thankful for my legs. While I doubt they will be asked to model the latest running skirt or shoes, they have taken me to some wonderful places. They have not always been 100%, but they have gone way above and beyond what I have asked of them at times. I am thankful I have two legs that can take me anywhere at all. Yes, there have been times I have said I wanted a cheetah leg for my right one because it seems to always have something wrong with it, but I feel bad even joking about it. Many people have legs that don't work, or don't even have legs at all...yet mine have taken me over the course of 8 marathons, 4 ironmans, 7 half ironmans, 3 50ks, 4 MS150s, and countless other races, rides, etc.

(I'm thankful for pink running skirts too!!!! (and pink shoes, and pink socks, and pink calf sleeves))
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Anonymous said…
I think your legs would appreciate a little more attention from the razor. Ha, Ha.
November 20, 2009 at 7:34 AM
Unknown said…
Nice entry. Reminds us we should not take our legs for granted.
November 23, 2009 at 1:33 PM
Unknown said…
Nice entry. Reninds us that we should not take our legs for granted.
November 23, 2009 at 1:35 PM
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